nothing lasts forever, and it's fine

Safrin whisper my name into the sky 'When is Phoebe not crying." Safrin mused as the tale went on. "They what? Ugh. How annoying." The goddess could only imagine Frey standing there, a tie or so tied around whatever genitalia they were sporting that day, going on and on about meaninglessness. Not a good look for a wedding. 'You think?" Somehow she doubted that. Subtly was not Frey's strong suit. Jaw feathering lightly, Safrin shrugs. In fact it didn't happen often, but she wasn't about to say so. It was embarrassing enough as it was without admitting that it was also quite the feat. 'Oh darling would you really? And with Amalia?" Her smile grows, palms reaching out to affectionately cup Sunjata's face. 'It will be a bit tricky though...but if you're up for it?" & the heavens will bow